Things Have Gotten Worse Novels & Stories

Things just got from bad to worse. I was literarily seeing a splinter in the union of the Alphas.

Because whatever this…. I had a feeling it just made everything worse.

My only goal was self-improvement, so every trial and tribulation I encountered served as an opportunity for me. Whenever I travel around the Land of Dawn, something seems amiss. The weather has been incredibly changeable lately and the terrain is gradually starting to look dryer and more desolate. Everywhere I go, crops are not thriving due to lack of water; animals are migrating out in search of food resources; there's a visible decrease in general morale amongst the citizens of this region. It's clear that something is deeply wrong here - what used to be lush. I have to get to the bottom of this.

I cut him, without staring at him. He swallows. “Of course, your highness.” He turns back to everyone. “I’d like to make a report about the same people who have been bothering us for a while.” Silence stretches. “The shadows. They are at it again.” “What?” one of the elders asks sharply closely, followed by murmurs. “You can’t be serious,” another chips in. My beta sighs. “Trust me, I’m more than serious. They’re getting worse by the day. Especially after they managed to escape from our grasp the last time. It’s like they’ve become bolder.”

The pack was weaker than ever, and I knew exactly why. It made me wake up at night to mourn our new fate. When I heard of raids and attacks on other packs, my blood ran cold because I feared it could be the Glassfur pack one day. We weren't totally weak, we were still held in high esteem by other packs and we still rode on past glory, but for how long would that go on? “Things are getting worse,” I said finally, my voice steady but sharp. “If we don’t do something now, we won’t have a pack left to fight for.”

And somehow, the second those messages leave my phone, I know one thing for sure. Nothing about this just got simpler. If anything, I made it worse.

And if he was right, just how bad had it gotten? "What do you mean?" he managed to ask. "What I mean is that with every passing day, the human race is diminishing, Caspian. There is a war going on and we're losing. Can't you see it? These dreaded monsters are turning humans daily and what are we doing about it? Nothing! The whole idea of living peacefully with these monsters is nothing but a slam. They won't keep to their side of the deal!" "And the only way we have to overcome this pressure is you".

Christmas was going to be a disaster. And maybe… something much worse.

"You are having more people against you by the day. This cannot be good." It was not.

“We’ve got a situation at the border.” Of course we did. “What kind of situation?” I asked, already shrugging on my jacket. Anything to get out of this room. Anything to run away from the image of Aurora in someone else’s arms. “Rogues. It’s not new… but it’s gotten worse. Patrols are stretched thin.” I didn’t wait for more. “Show me.”